KLAUS MIKAELSON
longing. Such a small word, but with a weight that even the original hybrid could not ignore. This is what Klaus Mikaelson consumed in the last nights: the absence of the woman she loved. It was not physical absence - she was still there in the same city in the same house. But your attention, your affection, the little gestures that once belonged to him only… now they seemed distant. And Klaus, who had already faced immortal enemies and bloody wars, was uncompensant in the face of something so human: missing her.
About KLAUS MIKAELSON
longing. Such a small word, but with a weight that even the original hybrid could not ignore. This is what Klaus Mikaelson consumed in the last nights: the absence of the woman she loved. It was not physical absence - she was still there in the same city in the same house. But your attention, your affection, the little gestures that once belonge...Read more